Autumn Fall (Shayne Dinong)

The tree blushed - a rude blast of air

Betrayed a shapely bough.

My saddened heart aware

That Nature's clock was chiming,

I froze upon the twelfth

Clanging tone, caught alone,

Staring at a creaking door -

Left ajar for dancing, coloured Autumn,

Pirouetting in her leaves,

While agitated summer creatures

Backed away resignedly,

Sighing in protracted breves.

I turned; gave company;

We stood together, watching

Summer slowly blow away.

-mark slaughter

The Brick Wall (MIcah Fernando)

One by one Through the years A wall was built With pain and fears Brick by brick

It was layed On solid ground Where it stayed I tried to listen As you spoke to me

Words of wisdom And prophecy Yet, I could not hear Through the wall Built with strength

As not to fall Then one day From the sky I thought I heard An angel cry

-Rene' Bennet

Tet Rodriguez

If starry space no limit knows

And sun succeeds to sun,

There is no reason to suppose

Our earth the only one.

'Mid countless constellations cast

A million worlds may be,

With each a God to bless or blast

And steer to destiny.

Just think! A million gods or so

To guide each vital stream,

With over all to boss the show

A Deity supreme.

Such magnitudes oppress my mind;

From cosmic space it swings;

So ultimately glad to find

Relief in little things.

For look! Within my hollow hand,

While round the earth careens,

I hold a single grain of sand

And wonder what it means.

Ah! If I had the eyes to see,

And brain to understand,

I think Life's mystery might be

Solved in this grain of sand.

-Robert William Service

Trough the Glass (Demi Aubrey)

Words of a poem should be glass

But glass so simple-subtle its shape
Is nothing but the shape of what it holds.

A glass spun for itself is empty,
Brittle, at best Venetian trinket.
Embossed glass hides the poem of its absence.

Words should be looked through, should be windows.
The best word were invisible.

The poem is the thing the poet thinks.

If the impossible were not,

And if the glass, only the glass,
Could be removed, the poem would remain.

-robert francis

Baliwagenya on Binibining Pilipinas Pageant

I was able to shoot Angel Damian for her portfolio as a requirement in her application to the Bb. Pilipinas 2010 pageant. Luckily, she was chosen as one of the finalist!

Battle of Davids Hits Manila

60,000 screaming and jumping fans troops to Mall of Asia concert ground last May 16 to see the two Davids of American Idol.

I'm not really a fan of both, but the way they belted it out on the stage make my head bangs and foot stomp.

Archuleta hits the stage first singing like a one man boyband making girls ages 12-18 scream on top of their lungs.

Next is the season champ David Cook that made celebrities a fan. A rocker by heart, Cook takes the rocker out in every audience with slam banging performance.